Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Armenia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mandrill to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sun City Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Danielle Patucci,
The Knickerbockers,
Bad Manners,
Donald Byrd,
The Electric Prunes,
cv313,
The American Breed,
Janne Schatter,
Visage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
The Kinks,
Graham Central Station,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
Thompson Twins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Procol Harum,
LL Cool J,
Sam Rivers,
The Red Krayola,
Tomorrow,
Malaria!,
Funky Four + One,
Roxy Music,
The Zeros,
Audionom,
Byron Stingily,
The Flesh Eaters,
Icehouse,
The Fuzztones,
Spoonie Gee,
Althea and Donna,
Pantytec,
Parry Music,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
The Invisible,
Kenny Larkin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Enemy,
Bluetip,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nils Olav,
Jeru the Damaja,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Real Kids,
New Order,
Joe Smooth,
Nirvana,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.